waxing

refrain from using your inhibitions as an excuse.
you left me bleeding with your left hand
and smiling with your right.
the image of your shaking face in my powerless hands is aparent.
aparent...
you thought i was done.
you thought i had given up.
but to be honest, i am full of cliche and ridged with pleasure from your writhing mind.
keep me guessing.
aparent...